Last night, Beloved and I caught the Hank and Cupcakes show in the Sol Bar at New Mountain. It was a working date; he was running sound and I was interviewing them, but it was still, as always, a fantastic show. This made the fourth time I’ve seen them in as many years, and every time, they damn near blow the hair off my head with how good they are. I was running on two hours sleep, ready to drop, barely coherent during the interview, kept upright by insane amounts of caffeine and the weight of my Docs on my feet, and as soon as they took the stage I was widefuckingawake and stayed there until they were done. If music is the sonic equivalent of sex, these guys leave your legs shaking and your chest tight and holy fuck, you’d give anything for a glass of water if you could just manage to walk to the kitchen to get it.
Anyway. It was fun, and I took a few pictures, just goofing off with Beloved’s camera. A couple might end up with the official interview once it’s up, but here are some I kept to share with you all here.
And seriously, if you see that these guys are playing anywhere near you, GO.